I knew it was going to be unusually hot in Portland, but it's as sultry as August in New York here, the air thick and humid even out on the river, where there was a cruise for the conference attendees tonight.
We saw these kids running through a fountain by the riverbank on the way there. There probably aren't many days in Portland when your parents are willing to let you get sopping, dripping wet until your fingers prune up and your teeth chatter and they were clearly loving every minute. I was sorely tempted to jump right in next to them.
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